Tianhai City, Silver Horse Club.

The moment Yang Yu stepped into the lobby, his eyes were almost too dazzled to open.

The colorful lights in the hall flickered, shining on the scantily clad women.

Their bare shoulders gleamed in the light, and as they twisted their bodies vigorously, Yang Yu felt his head spin in tandem with his eyes.

In his perception, women were synonymous with grace and reserve, but the sight of this group of women freely expressing themselves made him change his view.

The Silver Horse Club was the only club for wealthy women in Tianhai City, catering exclusively to rich women and providing all sorts of services one could think of, from dining and entertainment to recreation.

All the women who came to play were members, each having paid at least a hundred thousand for an annual membership fee.

And all employees in the club had to be handsome men over 1.8 meters tall; Yang Yu was one of them.

Yang Yu had never wanted to work in such a place. After all, he was just an ordinary family's child, and the upbringing he received did not permit him to make money here.

If his parents knew he was working here, they would definitely break his legs.

But he owed three hundred thousand in high-interest loans, and if he didn't pay back the money soon, those people would harass the contacts in his phone and might even go to his parents and younger brother.

Out of desperation, he gritted his teeth and came to work here, steeling himself.

Of course, he was only here to do odd jobs, not planning on selling his body. His virginity was reserved for his beloved girlfriend.

"Damn it, the lead dancer Gao Xiang suddenly got a high fever. Who among you can dance?" the club's lobby manager grumbled into everyone's headsets, "Hurry up, or we'll have no one to lead the dance tonight!"

Yang Yu hesitated for a moment, then pressed the intercom, "Manager Zhou, I can, if there is extra compensation."

"Dance well and you'll naturally be rewarded, but if you mess up, don't blame me for docking your salary!" Manager Zhou's tone was very impatient, "You're new here, Yang Yu, right? We're running out of time, so hurry backstage to change your clothes and get on stage immediately!"

Yang Yu had assumed he'd be changing into some ordinary dance attire, but what he ended up with was a white suit.

If it were an ordinary suit, that would be one thing, but it was just a suit jacket with no undershirt, and it was form-fitting; when he danced, most of his upper body was nearly exposed!

"Oh my, these wealthy women sure know how to have fun!" grumbled Yang Yu internally, as he took to the stage with resignation.

Thankfully he was male. He was used to taking his shirt off while moving bricks on construction sites, so it didn't bother him much.

After communicating with the sound engineer for a while, Yang Yu danced to the song "Legend of the Hungry Wolf" by the divine Zhang.

As the powerful music started, Yang Yu began his solo singing and dancing performance.

The dazzling lights cast upon him made his dark, fit chest muscles glisten with a hormonal sheen. Paired with the Taiji Jade Pendant hanging on his chest, he looked very stylish and drew screams from the wealthy women, "Wow, today's lead dancer is so handsome!"

"So cool!"

"Those muscles, just my type ahhhh!"

At the end of the song, Yang Yu was worn out, but the electronic screen in the venue was flashing with one tip after another.

"Member No. 13 tips an Audi!"

"Member No. 26 tips a Lamborghini!"

"Member No. 10 has rewarded ten Rolls-Royces!"

"Member No. 208 has rewarded........."

These rewards weren't actual cars, but they were indeed real money.

The cheapest "Audi" was a thousand bucks, Lamborghini five thousand, Rolls-Royce ten thousand, ten Rolls-Royces—that's a hundred grand!

Yang Yu was also stunned by these rewards, thanking them repeatedly, "Thank you all, thank you!"

The Silver Horse Club's reward system was split fifty-fifty, and just from dancing for a few minutes, the rewards had reached over two hundred thousand. From that, he could take home more than a hundred thousand—something he wouldn't have dared to dream of!

Manager Zhou came over, patted Yang Yu on the shoulder, and smiled widely, "Not bad, not bad at all. Our Silver Horse Club really is a hidden land of dragons and tigers, haha!"

"Thank you, Manager Zhou, I'll go back to work now." Yang Yu tried to keep his excitement in check and was about to change clothes when his cellphone rang.

It was a call from his girlfriend Zhang Xiaohui. He quickly hid in the relatively quiet restroom and answered, "Xiao Hui, I'm at my part-time job, what's up?"

Yang Yu didn't dare let his girlfriend know he was at the Silver Horse Club, afraid of a misunderstanding, so he simply mentioned he was working a side job.

An icy female voice came through the phone, "Yang Yu, let's break up!"

A spasm crossed Yang Yu's face, his smile freezing in an instant, "Xiao Hui, are you joking with me?"

"I'm not kidding." Zhang Xiaohui snorted, "Being with you, I see no hope. To spare your pathetic pride, I decided not to bring up the breakup face-to-face."

"Not to mention all the good things I've done for you, just look at your brother needing money urgently for his heart surgery, I borrowed a hundred and fifty thousand at a high interest rate, which has now doubled to three hundred thousand. To repay the loan, I move bricks on construction sites during the day and work part-time at night. And now you're telling me you want to break up?"

Thinking of how he had to work in such a disgraceful place to repay the debt, Yang Yu's eyes instantly turned red, "Zhang Xiaohui, don't you think you're being too harsh?"

"You did it willingly, what does it have to do with me? Besides, you know it yourself, you're just a construction worker who moves bricks, you couldn't even come up with a hundred and fifty thousand without taking a high-interest loan. As a beautiful college girl, do I have to suffer with you my whole life, turn into a yellow-faced wife?" Zhang Xiaohui's tone was extremely cold, "This is the end for us, don't bother me anymore, so I don't lose respect for you!"

With that, Zhang Xiaohui hung up the phone.

Yang Yu felt a chill all over his body, his mind went blank.

The two of them had been high school classmates and had been together for three whole years.

Because his family was poor and to leave money for his little brother's education, he had painfully burned his acceptance letter from Tianhai University, while Zhang Xiaohui was successfully admitted.

For Zhang Xiaohui, he had followed her to Tianhai City.

When she craved spicy hot pot in the middle of the night and takeout wasn't available, he would search the whole street to satisfy her;

When she moved dorm rooms, he was the one who carried all her things;

When she wanted a new cell phone, he scrimped and saved, starved for three months, just to get her the latest iPhone...

Remembering all their shared moments, he couldn't understand how she could be so heartless!

"Xiao Yang, you're here!" Manager Zhou approached, his face revealing a teasing smile, "Sister Wu, who just rewarded you ten Rolls-Royces, wants you to join her for a few drinks—get over there quickly."

Yang Yu hurriedly said, "Manager Zhou, I'm really sorry, but I didn't come here to accompany anyone for drinks."

Manager Zhou's face darkened instantly, "Xiao Yang, she's just asking you to have a drink with her, not to do anything else, don't be ungrateful! If you don't want today's tips gone, get to VIP room No. 10 and join Sister Wu for a drink! Make her happy and you won't be short of benefits!"